I feel like, I feel like standing in the midst of a hundred thousand haters, Dynamite and C-4 strapped around the waist bloody tears In my eyes, hit the switch, making sure any mother fucka in tha vicinity Blow away and die, Kill'em off with an explosion Get up bitches, Kamikaze on you hoes I'm the sacrificial lamb, Feelin the fury flow out of every follicle in my body While you decompose Die with a blunt of dro in yo hand, I'm uppin the itchy fo fuckin wit Twista If you fuckin wit me come bet fifty cause it wont Be an issue-Got some nuts to come get me Then boy you gone get the picture put the flame in my Swisher Then hollows penetrate thru yo tissue Fuck yo fit up wit yo blood as I hear the cries Of yo homies screamin revenge Got no mercy on them either go to war wit the Intentions to annialate everything you stand for Wit the death of myself cause I'm a believer The blessings of sacrifice the messenger who Cometh after the Christ next 1 to glisten after ice Fuckin wit me is a bigger gamble then a pack of dice I'll murder you and come at you again in the after life My brother you cant bring harm wit guns I'm Armed wit bombs fuck all that shit you carry I got Yo obituary a muthafuckin phenomenon-cause I'mma come Till they put all of us in a cemetery

Now come and look into the mind of a man you don't really wanna Fuck wit (kill'em all Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us Sucide on you hoes if I have to, to make you die bitch Kill us all Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

Go to war like I'm untochable yellin out bloody murder While I'm bustin you 2 deadly fingers squeezing twin Triggers steady touchin you screamin like a demon Like I'm finger fuckin you Just put my body in a room wit the enemy and I got A grenade I'mma pull the pin out the sum bitch Pop 17 sins out the gun clip smoking dro so fire I was on 10 after 1 bligg Nigga you have now entered the chainsaw massacre Takin more blood than a 2000 dracula slip the clip in the Automatic and get to bustin horrific hollows while you Prayin to jesus of Nazarus A 7 day theory like makaveli flowin on a track that's Scary wit a Mack in the back of the pelle Spectacular how could you dare me I'm already willing to die I'm comin back after they bury me Its time for yo confessions I be the priest Celebrate and salute the sign of a suicidal soldier Better become a bible holder as I start to massacre Men with a verbal recital that's colder Deaths coming closer as you let kamikazi Enter yo body careful or you die standin vertical And anyone that opposes I swear to God I'mma get you Even if I gotta murder me to murder you